Mistakenly provoked his new wife for 99 days

Zhan Qiancheng pulled his tie with one hand, and looked at Chen Anhao on the bed with squinted eyes, like a cheetah looking at its prey.

After taking off his shirt, the faint candlelight shone on his chest, reflecting a faint light.

Charming.

"..."

Chen Anhao was about to say something, but Zhan Qiancheng suddenly pressed forward and blocked everything she wanted to say.

If kissing could express one's thoughts, Chen Anhao would definitely be the first to stand up and strongly protest!

Before she could think about anything, her head was empty, and all she could feel was Zhan Qiancheng's fiery hands touching her skin.

She couldn't feel anything but hot.

After a long time...

Zhan Qiancheng, who has been raging for a long time, finally let go of Chen Anhao and gave her a chance to breathe. Seeing her white and tender skin revealed little by little, his eyes became more fascinated.

"Zhan Qiancheng..."

Chen Anhao whispered his name.

"Huh?" Zhan Qiancheng's voice was a little hoarse and deep.

"Aren't you tired?" Chen Anhao was too embarrassed to say anything else.

"Not tired."

"..."

"Again."

"..."

Chen Anhao knew that he couldn't resist, so he could only bear it by touch. He suddenly remembered the 1314 that Zhan Qiancheng said last time, so he started counting by touch...

The candlelight flickered slightly, and the atmosphere on the bed was sweet.

It wasn't until dawn that Zhan Qiancheng stopped the original entanglement with Chen Anhao. Chen Anhao recalled what happened last night.

1314 every time!

What a steroid!
Chen Anhao couldn't help thinking, could it be that he was also counting?

What a spirit!

She turned her head slightly, looking at Zhan Qiancheng's sleeping face, she couldn't help reaching out and caressing his face.From forehead to nose tip, then from lips to chin.

His nose was strong, and the whole line of his face was resolute.

Chen Anhao heard a saying before, "Shame is born from the heart", so Zhan Qiancheng must have a very firm heart.

"What? Do you want to do it again?" When Chen Anhao was distracted, her palm suddenly felt hot, and his hoarse voice sounded slowly.

"No, no!"

Chen Anhao quickly let go of her hand, turned over, and turned her back to sleep with her back to him.

Zhan Qiancheng put his hand around Chen Anhao's waist. Although he didn't intend to do anything to her, his body was always more honest.

Chen Anhao was speechless: "..."

Wouldn't it be tiring? ?

……

By the time the two of them got up again, it was already afternoon, and the direction of the cruise ship was towards the distant horizon, and Chen Anhao didn't know where they would go.

They sit in a big dining room.

In the entire dining room on the ship, only Zhan Qiancheng and Chen Anhao were eating. The waiter brought the food and went down. In the hall, only the sound of Chen Anhao eating happily could be heard quietly.

The food on board is pretty good. In the morning, I just drink abalone porridge.They said it was breakfast, but the chefs were resting now, and when Zhan Qiancheng was going to wake them up, Chen Anhao stopped him.

She knows the pain of not sleeping well!

"This porridge tastes good, Zhan Qiancheng, don't you want to drink it?" After Chen Anhao finished his bowl, he savored the remaining deliciousness in his mouth while staring at Zhan Qiancheng's bowl, I couldn't look away for a long time.

"This bowl is also for you."

Zhan Qiancheng was sitting opposite Chen Anhao, looking down at the mail. He raised his head, put his porridge in front of Chen Anhao, and then lowered his head to read Ji Hua's work report.

Although he is not working, Ji Hua still sends him the daily work report by email.

"You have a taste?"

Chen Anhao picked up the spoon and scooped it up for him.

He didn't drink a sip, and after working tirelessly for so long, she just ate his breakfast like this, she felt a little embarrassed.

after all.He is the one who contributes more, um.

Zhan Qiancheng put down the mobile phone in his hand, leaned his head closer, and ate the porridge that Chen Anhao fed him in one gulp. The fine lines at the corners of his eyes told his joy and satisfaction.

This girl has really been pleasing me more and more recently!

"Anhao, do you really feel bad that I will be hungry?" Zhan Qiancheng turned off his phone and put his hands on her shoulders. His smile was as warm as the sunset in the distance now.

"You think too much."

Chen Anhao spoke very seriously.

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand holding the spoon and began to feast on it, "You didn't eat a bite, I just ate it all, I'm really a little embarrassed."

Now, after he took a bite, she was very embarrassed!

She was helping her with the leftovers!
Zhan Qiancheng saw her look so at ease, with helplessness in his eyes, "It's really a waste of my time and effort to give you 1314 for being so ruthless."

"puff……"

Chen Anhao almost spit out the porridge in his mouth.

She glared at Zhan Qiancheng shyly, then lowered her head to hide her flushed face.

"Why are you blushing?"

Zhan Qiancheng put his face behind his ear, and every time he uttered a word, his breath gently breathed on Chen Anhao's neck.

Chen Anhao felt itchy, and also felt his heart beating a little faster, and his body became hot uncontrollably.

"I didn't blush!" She still wanted to argue.

"Your ears are all red." As Zhan Qiancheng said, he slightly opened his mouth and bit her earlobe, biting it lightly, rubbing the tips of his teeth lightly, and the hand around her waist also moved slightly. move up and down.

"You...you, you stop it!"

He thought again?
Chen Anhao tensed up and let out a low growl, trying to escape, but Zhan Qiancheng pulled her into his arms and held her tightly, not letting her escape.

Chen Anhao was forced to sit on Zhan Qiancheng's lap with a helpless expression.

Just when Zhan Qiancheng was about to make the next move against Chen Anhao, suddenly, a young man with a camera on his back ran in.

"Mr. Zhan, the photographer is already in place, just waiting for you and your wife."

After all, he looked at the posture of Zhan Qiancheng and Chen Anhao in front of him, his face froze, and he was a little worried, worried that his untimely intrusion just now would spoil Zhan Qiancheng's interest.

"We're all waiting!"

Zhan Qiancheng glanced coldly at the young man who disturbed his interest, hugged Chen Anhao in his arms, left the dining table, and returned to the previous room.

When do you have to be urged by others to do things yourself?Still rushing in so rashly?See An's legs?
snort!
As soon as Zhan Qiancheng came back, he called Ji Hua directly.

In Shiheng Group, Ji Hua saw that it was Zhan Qiancheng's call, and immediately connected to his call without saying a word.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Because Zhan Qiancheng took the initiative to call, Ji Hua was a little strange.

"Replace all the cameramen you arranged with new ones!" Zhan Qiancheng's cold voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Yes, sir."

Ji Hua didn't ask the reason, and quickly agreed to Zhan Qiancheng's order.

After hanging up the phone, he pouted speechlessly, with a look of hatred on his face: "I don't know what's going on with this group of photographers, how could they foolishly offend Mr.? Obviously, it's time to explain." I have already explained everything, why are you still so ignorant?"

"Hey, what a worry-free guy, I'd better find another set of photography..."

While thinking about it, Ji Hua looked for a top photographer he knew well. This time, he reminded him to make no mistakes!Otherwise, if you make your husband unhappy again, maybe you will be the one to change next time.

……

Chen Anhao lay on the bed, stroking her full stomach, and seeing him hang up the phone, she felt a little sorry for the little brother just now.

"Why are you suddenly angry?"

Chen Anhao poked Zhan Qiancheng who was sitting on the side, and his words were doubts about Zhan Qiancheng's behavior.

"He saw your exposed legs." Zhan Qiancheng had no expression on his face, and the anger in his heart was already three feet high.

"That……"

Chen Anhao was speechless for a moment.

Every time others suffer, it is because of her. To be honest, Chen Anhao is really guilty. If this continues, will he be able to come out to have fun with Zhan Qiancheng in the future?

Last time, I almost lost his job because I looked at the lead singer of the restaurant twice. This time, is the job of the cameraman lost?
"Is he going to lose his job?"

Chen Anhao couldn't help asking.

"I just refused to let them take pictures of us, and I didn't let them lose their jobs, so don't worry about them having nothing to eat." While talking, Zhan Qiancheng lay down on his side, beside Chen Anhao.

"Well."

Chen Anhao nodded, feeling a little relieved.

"It should be impossible to shoot today. Let's continue to finish what we haven't finished just now."

After Zhan Qiancheng finished speaking, he got out of bed, and the next second he turned off the bedside lamp, the bathrobe on his body was ruthlessly thrown on the ground.

Well-proportioned muscles are distributed on his tall figure, with an unparalleled beauty.

Taking advantage of the faint sunlight coming in from the window, Zhan Qiancheng looked at Chen Anhao on the bed with blurred eyes, and kissed him gently.

"Well--"

Chen Anhao couldn't help trembling slightly.

"We've had breakfast...in broad daylight..."

Chen Anhao pushed him weakly with limbs, and there was a trace of confusion in his voice.

He just had a big fight last night, is he really not tired?
"In my eyes, with you, there is no day and night." After Zhan Qiancheng said, his soft lips fell on her collarbone.

A feeling of electric shock!
Chen Anhao quickly grasped the bed sheet tightly, his joints were distinct, and his body was trembling.

But because of Chen Anhao's subtle movements, Zhan Qiancheng suddenly broke into an impulsive beast in his heart. He suppressed it, controlled it, and prevented it from getting out of his control.

Because of his depression, from his feet to his chest, there was a slight tinge of red.

"well."

Zhan Qiancheng softly called her name, his forehead was pressed against hers, and the tip of his nose met the tip of his nose.

At this moment, Zhan Qiancheng's eyes are so soft, like intoxicating fine wine, drunk before drinking.

Under her gaze, he slowly said, "Well, you are full, but I haven't had my breakfast yet."

Although his eyes seemed to be flowing with intoxicating wine, but from his provocative words, he could hear the overbearing that cannot be resisted.